Vacation

Disclaimer: Something that came to mind fairly recently and if I turn into a multi-chaptered story, will be kinda crackish. Think the Harry Potter fic 'Make A Wish' by Rosharch's Blot (entirely possible I spelled the first part of that wrong). Takes place when Scott's 23 and Monroe and her bnnch are finally dealt with. This idea would also feature crossovers from time to time as well.

Summary: With Tamora Monroe no longer being a problem for Supernaturals everywhere, Scott McCall decides to take a vacation. Naturally, it goes about as well as you'd expect it too.


"Vacation." Suddenly announced Scott McCall at his mom's house.

Where an awesome Bar-B-Que was taking place that day in celebration of the fact that Tamora Monroe was no longer being a problematic pain in the ass who should have gotten some therapy or some such. As at least then, she wouldn't have turned into a Black female Hitler Hellbent on murdering Supernaturals everywhere with her little Hunter Army. Something that had forced Scott to miss out on College and end up forming his own Army to combat the crazy lady who badly needed therapy more then he did for that matter. Everybody looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was on about. "Uhh, say that again, buddy?" Stiles requested while hoping his best bud in all the world hadn't finally cracked.

And let's be honest, Stiles was pretty sure his best friend was due a mental break down anytime now after all the crap they'd been through over the years. "Vacation, I decided I'm gonna take one. Go and see the sights, try a local dish or two. Maybe get a job to fix my ride when it breaks down. That kind of thing."

"But son, what about College? I know you've said before that going to UC Davis to become a Vet was something you dreamed about doing." Pointed Agent Rafael McCall.

Who, coincidentally, had been the first to break out of the state of shock the whole group had found themselves in at the Alpha's words. Scott just shrugged his shoulders. "It'll be there when I get back so I'm not worried."

"But sweetheart, are you sure this is a good idea? Do you even have any money to pull this off? Don't get me wrong, I want you to do what makes YOU happy but I also want you to be sure about it." Melissa asked in concern while giving a look to her husband, Chris Argent, that promised nothing good if he helped fund her son's vacation plans and didn't tell her.

But the legendary Hunter and valued friend of the McCall Pack just shook his head in the negative with the hopes she believed him. As he didn't want to end up on the couch that night! "Of course I'm sure, mom. I need this more then anything else after everything since it feels like I barely remember what its like to just completely relax and be, well, free. As for the funds? Well… A few of our more magically inclined friends over in Britain have me covered on that. Matter of fact… Harry had been practically insistent on it thanks to his own experiences and could see I needed it."

Everyone present could practically hear the exhaustion in his voice and it was damned saddening that he felt like he couldn't really remember what it was like to be completely relaxed and free. "Well, you know me, I'm behind you no matter what, Scott." Declared Malia.

"Yeah, same here." Added Alec.

Who'd become kind of fanatically loyal to Scott over the years since they'd met. "Of course you would, 'Lia." Stiles said teasingly and getting a face in return from his ex that he couldn't help but grin at.

Though Scott and Malia weren't together anymore, they were still great friends and he still considered her to be his Second In Command. Their more magically inclined friends from across the ol' Pond had ended up unintentionally helping them realize that they were being subtly influenced by the Nemeton to be more then just friends and Packmates. Which had nicely enough helped explain why they never felt all that relationshippy like outside of Beacon Hills. Why the old stumpy stumpin Stump had been influencing them was something they had yet to figure out. But Harry had helped to make sure they wouldn't be influenced anymore thanks to some protections he'd casted over them. Along with the others. Harry and his bunch were also looking into how to prevent the Nemeton from attracting unwanted problems without turning the whole darned town into a ghost town. But without the ghosts of course.

Melissa got up and went over to her son, who quickly got up himself and ended up in a hug by his mom. Who quickly pulled away seconds later but kept her hands on his shoulders while giving him a motherly look. "If this is what you feel is gonna help you? Then you have my support one hundred percent as all I want is for you to be happy."

"Thanks mom." Replied Scott happily and hugged her tightly.

Smiles were had by all as they observed the mother/son moment. And once the hug was over with, Scott took a step back with a wide grin on his face. "Well, now that that's over with, I'm out of here."

"Wait, you're leaving now!?" Lydia asked in shock.

As come on now! That's just kinda rude! Snickering came from her friend, who also was kind of more like a brother then anything else to her. "Yep! Actually left two days ago but decided to do this so none of you guys would be worried and all that." He told her and the others brightly and gaining more then one reaction in the process!

"Wellp, buh bye now!" Scott told the group cheerfully and then vanished with a pop.

Which had been a wonderfully neat little trick he'd learned from some overly excited House Elfs who'd been all too willing to teach him some things. "Did… Did he just prank us?" Wondered a stunned Liam.

"Yeah, I think he did, man." Responded an awed Mason, who was finding the whole thing to be intensely awesome!

"He is so grounded when he gets home!"

Of course, when that was, Melissa hadn't a clue!

Miles Away Near The Stateline Between California And Washington

A soft pop could be heard in a hotel room, alerting anyone to the fact that a smugly grinning Scott had just appeared in his hotel room. "Man, pullin' a fast one without it bein' a life threatening situation really is good for the soul." Muttered the young man to himself happily.

Spotting his packed bags near the door, he clapped his hands together and rubbed them eagerly. "Right, let's get this show on the road!"

He didn't know what he'd possibly come across in Washington, but he couldn't wait to find out regardless!


Author's Notes: Eh heh heh! Nice fast one there, Scott!